I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 174 The third last day of Christmas - the prelude to darkness
Although there are her minions outside the window trying to break in.

But they were all stopped by another handsome man with long hair.

Then there was a 'bang' sound, and the petrified guard smashed the window and threw him into the room.

"This is really the stupidest story I've ever heard, vile, disgusting, dirty! In a way, you are more disgusting than Voldemort."

The visitor was tall and thin, handsome and elegant, with elegant and beautiful black hair, a pair of eye-catching gray eyes, and a careless arrogance in every gesture, free and unrestrained, handsome and charming.

But those eyes seemed to be able to spit out fire!

He raised his wand and pointed it hard at the old witch.

if possible!He really wants to shoot Avada now and kill this stinky bitch.

In a daze, he remembered what the little Dark Lord of Hogwarts once said, that there are people in this world who have evil in their bones.

And to deal with them, you have to learn like a Muggle, you have to use fire!

Burn it together with the body!

Because their stench affects other people!
"Don't! Black!" Moody interrupted him. As the only person present with experience in interrogation, Moody's political foresight made it clear that he must not kill this old witch now.

She is like a blooming cherry blossom. The flower is not important, what is important is who planted it.

Bring out her root system when it's been cleaned!

Once you startle the snake.

It will cause a split in the federation, and even a series of more terrible things.

The supporters behind her, her cronies.It must be cleaned up once and for all.

Everything needs this woman to be alive, and they can find what they want from her brain.

Rozier, who was pointed at by several wands at this time, did not panic. Her wrinkled face was slightly raised, her cloudy brown eyes stared at the members of the Order of the Phoenix present, her lips wriggled slightly, "It seems that my Occlumency, Didn't fool Dumbledore!"

"Hmph - he is much smarter than you think!" Tonks snorted. Dumbledore had told her before coming.

I have suspected this woman for a long time, and in the dark age, I noticed something strange.

It's just that since Voldemort's defeat, Britain has finally ushered in peace. He doesn't want to destroy the peace and drag wizards into the quagmire of war again!

Moreover, these people have not actually done anything to endanger the wizarding world with their own hands, most of them are wearing gloves.

So Dumbledore chose to be patient and began to investigate secretly.

"clever?"

"Child! When will you really grow up?" Rozier still seemed to be at ease. She sat on the sofa with her hands folded on her legs. Although the wand in her hand had long been disarmed by Sirius, this one without a wand The wizard didn't panic.

"Magic requires power. If it weren't for Dumbledore, we would have unified the ministries of magic in various countries decades ago. In a sense, he is the biggest enemy of wizards."

"Haha - it's just that Dumbledore will never use other people's hundreds or thousands of lives to pave the way for himself!" Tonks almost laughed angrily. It was the first time she saw someone who could turn selfishness into something. Such a high-sounding theory of profit, profit-driven, and no morality!
"Stop talking nonsense to her." Sirius walked over angrily, the tip of his wand shimmering, "Dumbledore didn't allow her to be killed, but he didn't say he couldn't torture her."

"Just so we all know the spell! Don't we?"

The godfather of the dog, who was burning with anger, has not much reason left.

After being wrongfully imprisoned and tortured by dementors for 13 years, he became disillusioned with all magical establishments.

After he escaped from Azkaban, all he had heard and seen was how stupid the Ministry of Magic was.

Especially after he met Owen.

The kid talked so much to him.Something in his heart that he never thought about, never realized, never really felt is quietly breaking ground and growing rapidly.

At this moment, he finally understood what that little blackhead had said.

"Truth will not be changed by the cruelty of the means."

Because there is a batch of garbage in this world that should be cleaned up!
Cruelty is necessary!

"Dumbledore, won't you pave the way for yourself?" Rozier narrowed his eyes slightly: "My child, this world is far more complex than you believe!"

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound echoed in the room, and blood slowly flowed from the corner of her mouth!

Then, before she could recover from this brief absence.Sirius, who was on the side, had already pinched her chin firmly, and twisted her head so that she could look into his eyes.

Looking at his eyes full of killing intent, "You should be damned, damned!!!"

Sirius's eyes reflected countless miserable creatures.

For a week, he accepted Dumbledore's request and rushed to Greece to protect the magical animal conservationist.

Wherever he passed, all he saw was death and killing.

Countless lives reflected in his eyes.

Old people, children, men, women, black people, white people, the only thing the same is that they all have no pupils, and they shout silently with their mouths open.

"Okay." As a leader, Moody must stand up.

He reached out to hold Sirius' arm, and pulled back the poor man who was on the edge of darkness.

"We have to leave. Their people are already surrounding us." His low and hoarse voice brought powerful psychological comfort to everyone.

Like no matter what the world throws at him, he can find a way to get them out of the quagmire.

Moody gave Tonks a look, and immediately she threw a red spell.

That's the Sleeping Curse.

Then, the knocked down Rozier fell into the pocket that Tonks had already prepared.

A bag cast with the Infinity Stretch Charm.

"Go!" Moody whispered.

Then he took out a small compass from his pocket.

If Owen would be able to recognize it here, the compass was given to him by Nicolas Flamel.

A compass to find his safehouse!

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Christmas is approaching.

The oppressive atmosphere in the castle was about to reach its peak.

Many well-known wizards and Aurors have appeared in Hogwarts!

"Alastor Moody."

In the auditorium, Gemini recognized the celebrity at a glance!
A former star Auror.

"This guy once arrested seven dark wizards in one night. He is the most powerful Auror in the Ministry of Magic! My dad said that his magic eyes can see through wizards who cast invisibility spells!"

Gryffindor sat with the Hufflepuffs.

Part of their long table was vacated.

Used to entertain guests from the Ministry of Magic.

"I heard he has retired!" Seamus looked at the Ministry of Magic behind him.

His eyes first fell on the old man with dark gray hair, scarred, and a broken leg, on crutches, and finally fell on the others.

There were several wizards there, none of whom spoke English.

"Retired is also a senior Auror. By the way, who are the others? I haven't seen several of them." George frowned. As the second generation of famous officials, he knew most of the people in the Ministry of Magic, even if they had international exchanges. He can recognize most of the officials who have been in other countries all year round.

Looking in front of him, he had never seen most of these wizards, which really surprised him.

"Members of the Federation." Irving lowered his head and bit into the very strong Italian pizza in front of him. It was a strange British-style pizza. Although it was not covered with pineapple, why was it so tough?
Is this pizza?
I’m afraid it’s not a big cake!

"International Federation of Wizards? Hoho! Big shot!" Fred's eyes widened. For young wizards like them, in an increasingly closed world, it is rare to see wizards from other countries, let alone the Federation. of officials.

"Look at that one, just like Qiu Zhang, a Far Eastern wizard!" Cedric suddenly stared at a young and exaggerated wizard and shouted.

"Same as Qiu Zhang." Owen raised his head, looked at Cedric with inexplicable eyes, and then followed his gaze to the long table in Gryffindor.

"Wow! You are very young." He sighed with emotion.

"It should be an official of the Federation! Or a diplomat from a Far Eastern country stationed at the Federation headquarters."

"And that one, she really looks like Professor Wenda." Percy's sideways gaze fell on a certain gray-haired witch with a kind smile on her face.

"I know her, she seems to be the vice-president of the federation!" He continued, with a hint of admiration flashing in his expression.

"Tch, no one cares who the vice president is!" Gemini scoffed at this.When chanting the word 'vice', he said with a severe accent.

"If you want to lick boots, I suggest you lick Dumbledore directly, after all, he is the president."

"That's right, George!"

"Shut up, you two!" Percy looked angrily at the two men who refused to let his brother worry.

"Hmph! Mouths are growing on us!" Gemini replied unceremoniously.

Percy's pretentious gesture made them very uncomfortable.

So, George and Fred didn't want to bow their heads at all, but raised their necks, and fell into a daily bickering session with Percy.

As for Owen, he ignored the noisy voice in his ear.

He raised his head and looked curiously at the long table with more than a dozen wizards from different countries.

The lazy expression on his face gradually subsided.

He knew Trelawney's prophecy, and he knew Dumbledore's concerns.

But there must be something he doesn't know, otherwise the old headmaster wouldn't be so nervous, especially since so many wizards from other countries have gathered here.

The other little wizards don't know.But Owen knew that several of the dozen wizards were old friends of the old principal.

Eulalie Hicks, former professor of charms at the Ilvermorny Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the United States.

Former employee of the United States Ministry of Magic, Queenie Goldstein, the natural Legilimency.

He even saw senior Newt and his brother, Theseus Scamander.

This lineup.
Those who didn’t know better thought that Dumbledore was going to war with his grandfather Grindelwald again.
No, Dumbledore must have kept some secrets from him!
In other words, there must have been some major changes in the magical world. You must know that according to the principles of the Federation, even if a serious wizarding disaster occurs in a certain country, as long as there is no serious violation of the secrecy law or the war spreads to other countries, they will not intervene.

It was because Grindelwald tried to overthrow the "Secrecy Act" and spread the war to the whole of Europe and North America that he finally suffered an all-out war from the Federation.

The Aurors sent by dozens of countries formed the Union Army and launched a long and continuous attack on his grandfather and his followers.

That's why Owen can't see Voldemort!
The little trash who can't even beat a school can be compared with his grandfather.

But there is one thing—that is.
Wenda appeared on the professor's chair, looking at each other from afar with his former rival. The scene was indescribably awkward.
"Although I don't know what happened, it must be something serious." Owen was not the only one who saw the crisis, and Hermione also noticed something strange.

There had never been so many Aurors in the school.

Even Mr. Auber Benny stayed only a few hours before leaving.

Ok?
Mr. Ober Bennie?

Isn't he dead?

Yes, among the crowd at the Ministry of Magic, Hermione clearly saw the 'dead' Mr. Auber Benny.

Then, subconsciously, she immediately turned to look at Owen.

You must know what is right!

"What are you looking at me for?" Owen shook his head. Really, Lao Deng doesn't care!How can someone who has already clearly left the game continue to bring him back?

"My father said that recently, there have been some strange dark creatures attacking wizards all over Europe." Luna came over at some point, holding the book made up by rumors and specious things in her hand. "The Quibbler", this is Hermione's most hated reading.

In her words, reading this magazine has no effect except to understand the neuroticism of some wizards.

But Owen didn't think so.

He reached out and took the Quibbler from Luna's hand.

Then flip through it casually.

Sometimes gossip is the key to obtaining important information.

The point is that you have to filter out the wrong and useless information.

"A Dark Creature Riot in Anatolia, a Ministry of Magic Conspiracy"

"Wizards and Muggles clash in the Levant, people die"

"The primordial forest of Dacia, where black wizards gather."

"Greek temples burn eternally, attracting Muggles"

"It's chaos, there's no place in Europe that's peaceful!"

Owen sighed.

And just when he was about to put down the manuscript, a not-so-clear clue suddenly appeared in his mind.

Greek temple
He subconsciously thought it was the Parthenon.
But after re-reading, I found that the temple mentioned in the article is the Pantheon located on the island of Samothrace in Greece, which is a holy place in Greek mythology.

"Mothrace Island" Owen muttered to himself, in the history of wizards, this is not a religious holy place.

His mysterious messages all came from the creation of a large group of dark wizards who gathered there during the Dark Ages.

This place was among the mysterious ruins in Europe that Nick shared with him.

Mysterious sleeping place.

A paradise for the dead.

The weirdest humanoids in the wizarding world.

"Deadborn~" Luna said leisurely.

"It must be them—premeditated war against wizards."

Hmm--Luna's mouth is an old marketing account.

Hermione rolled her eyes, then turned to look at Owen, and said, "What's the matter, did you find anything?"

"Hmm—" He glanced at Hermione.

Maybe Luna guessed right this time.

It's really possible that the group of dead creatures caused the trouble.

Because the newspapers clearly stated that the Greek temples were burning with eternal fire.

In the world of Harry Potter, there is only one kind of fire that can be called the Eternal Fire.

That is - Gublai Immortal Fire.

This is a magical fire that burns forever without any fuel.

Its power is lower than that of Li Huo, but it is more durable.

To deal with the dead, Gubulai's fairy fire is the only magic that can eliminate them.

"Eternal Flame, Miss Granger, you shouldn't have taken the Care of Magical Creatures class for so long. Forget this!" Owen put down the magazine, then raised his eyebrows at Hermione.

"Eternal fire?" The little witch had a slight doubt in her heart, and then a memory surged up, and she soon remembered it.

This humanoid creature is documented in Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.

Deathborn—soulless creatures wandering in a trance-like realm.

They are generally less than two feet tall, with grotesque heads and monkey-like bodies.

It has a gentle personality and will not actively attack other living creatures, including wizards and Muggles.

Found only on the Greek island of Mothrace.

The Ministry of Magic classifies it as Class X, meaning boring.

The only thing that can be called magical about this creature is its immortality.

Yes, these creatures cannot be killed by any means, including killing curses or physical methods.

It's like they've been stripped of the concept of death.

Any means can only crush their dry and white bodies, but after a while, they will be resurrected again.

End and start again.

Only the eternal fire, the Gublai fairy fire burning for a long time, can completely kill them.

——This is clearly recorded in the huge book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them".

As a ruthless person who could memorize the original history of magic, Hermione certainly remembered this kind of life.

"Could it be?" She covered her mouth and looked at the book "The Quibbler" in surprise.

Could it be that what was said above is true?
Owen, on the other hand, looks further.

And according to what he knows.

Gublai Immortal Flame—The only wizards who can cast this ancient magic in the magical world are those who stand at the top of the pyramid, except those who hide in the dark.

The only thing Owen could think of was Dumbledore!
No wonder he is often in and out of the castle
If all parts of the world were attacked by Deathborn, it would be difficult not to kill them, but to simply resist such undead monsters.

And can kill them completely.

We can only hope that Dumbledore can save them in his busy schedule.

"Trouble~"

Owen noticed something strange.

Weird things never happen in the wizarding world for no reason.

There is logic behind his seemingly incomprehensible events.

Reminiscent of Professor Trelawney's prophecy - a dark riot, the resurrection of the dead, life and death reversed.

This may be referring to the Deadborn.

No - not right.

What the prophecy points to is the future, and the dead have already appeared, or even appeared long ago.

They should not be what the prophecy was referring to.

So what would that be?

Thinking back to the first grade and the second grade, those things that never appeared before must have been caused by myself.

Third grade—all these things that didn't appear in the original book were also caused by him?
Could it be the chain reaction triggered by Peter Pettigrew saving the group of Death Eaters?

After all, the prophecy also refers to the resurrection of Voldemort.

What conspiracy is the noseless bald man brewing?
Has he lost his mind?
Or did you take the Shiquan Dabu Pill?
Dare to attack Hogwarts directly!
Owen frowned. He found that the crisis he encountered this time was unprecedentedly unfamiliar.

Whether it is the first week or the second week until now.

He has never encountered an accident beyond the original work.

Even if there is, it is nothing more than what happened in the future of the original book, which happened in front of us.

What - Deadborn.

What - a dark riot.

What - the lord of trance and illusion.

What are these!
It was as if someone had cast a curse on him, so ignorant!
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The banquet ended in a hurry.

Owen snatches the Marauder's Map from the Twins.

Yes, Mingqiang!
No matter how heartbreakingly they pretended to resist, George and Fred couldn't stop them.

Christmas is less than two days away.

He was staring at the map almost all the time.

He remembered the names of all the people in the castle.

Any stranger who steps in, he will recognize it at a glance.

It was night, and it was snowing heavily outside the castle.

The howling wind blew against the window sill, making a hissing sound.

The fire in the common room was out.

Darkness and coldness enveloped the entire room.

"Fluorescent flashes!"

"Oh! My God! You scared me! Owen." In the middle of the night, Hannah, who was a little irritable in her heart, slipped out of bed. For some reason, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep tonight.

I wanted to take a breather in the common room, but as soon as I walked in, I found a figure in the darkness.

"I can't sleep, come out to enjoy the moon~" Owen responded without raising his head.

As for Hannah, she turned to the window inlaid in the stone crack, and it was snowing heavily outside, covering the entire castle in confusion.

She could see nothing but darkness.

What moon is there?
Taking a slow breath, Hannah carefully sat next to Owen, "You've been a little strange recently, what are you worried about?"

"I don't know." Owen huddled on a brown sofa made of the fur of some magical animal. His right hand rested on the armrest of the sofa and rested against his head, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Yes, he does not know!
It's because I don't know that I can't sleep.

He has always had a certainty of winning.

No matter what happened, it didn't break out of a certain frame, the frame of Harry Potter in his impression.But this time is different. The crisis is unprecedented and unfamiliar.

Although not necessarily serious, the unknown is the most tormenting.

He has experienced death twice and has no fear of death.

But it’s just like playing a game. Your second game is better than your first game!

How embarrassing to say that.

Am I being embarrassed?
(End of this chapter)